Art Is Not A Democracy. People Don't

There Are No Men Like Me. There's Only Me

None Of Us Is Ever Ready,' He (ned) Said. 'for Knighthood?' 'for Death.

The Storms Come And Go, The Waves Crash Overhead, The Big Fish Eat The Little Fish, And I Keep On Paddling. (varys)

"another Name? Oh, Certainly. And When The Faceless Men Come To Kill Me, I'll Say, 'no, You Have The Wrong Man, I'm A Different Dwarf With A Hideous Facial Scar.'" Both Lannisters Laughed At The Absurdity Of It All.

It Was That White Cloak That Soiled Me, Not The Other Way Around.